Cry, Beloved Kenya, Cry
Cry for your country, Cry
What do you have to show
For ashen faces and babies dying on sands?
But it is
good headlines
To read of deaths from hunger
Good news to see how far
We have come from
And are in the same league with Singapore
Neck by neck from Independence days
You see, hunger is the mainstay of our economy
Isn’t it entertaining to watch babies suckling from
dead mothers?
Must be classic comedy
To see first hand somebody die clasping at a beggar’s
bowl
Of course those are side-shows
Not as big as 2012 or Hague or Constitution
And I agree, totally
After all, these deaths happen every year
And we could be sure about them next year
For
these people love dying!
They
enjoy it! See it in their faces, I bet
They
could do it again and again ( I mean dying)
May be you should not cry, Beloved Kenya
You could export hunger to other regions
You see, change of tact
Recall the athletes, forget the road
rehabilitation
Run ads in the telly
“Kenya
is your hunger destination”
Play the clips of malnourished babies
Play videos of starving characters on the throes
of death
Do it big time
Then boast of the tourists
Make Turkana your capital
Create a Metropolitan City in Northern Kenya
Create Hunger Ministry
To make sure that many die of hunger
And at the end of the year
To clapping citizens, tell them:
“Our hunger turn-over grew in double digits
As you are well aware
In this year alone
3,000 died
We plan to make it
5,000 by next year”
May be you should not cry
Beloved Kenya
Everything is
in control
Hunger should be your pillars of development
Combined with forward planning
We are well on track
Let us do this again
Next year at a time like this
Hunger is
here to stay!





